fic: Dude, You're Huge! (19/?)
Title: Dude, You're Huge
Part: 19/?
Author: chordykins
Spoilers: entire of season two
Summary: Sam and Finn attend Puck's pool party.
Pairing: Finn/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,411
After oversleeping by two hours, and rushing around the house to get ready, Sam and Finn finally arrived at the party. Sam had psyched himself up for the party, actually deciding to drink alcohol instead of being the only sober person at the party. Puck had promised them all a place to sleep so getting home wouldn’t be an issue, though one of his conditions included ‘no banging in the beds’ which, although odd coming from Puck, left them everywhere else to have sex. Not that they would with everyone there, Finn was self conscious with just the two of them and lord knows they don’t know how to be quiet - or at least Mrs. Hudson does after giving Finn a stern talking to about the previous nights activities.
Once they got to the pool, Finn was dragged away by an already tipsy Rachel who mumbled on about a duet at Regionals, leaving Sam to the dripping wet Puck who approached him with a nod whilst handing him a drink.
“Nice to see you could finally make it.” Puck laughed, towelling himself off.
Sam took the drink, sniffing it to check what is was - just coke, and took a gulp before answering. “Yeah sorry, we kind of overslept.” He took another sip as he glanced over the whole area to see everyone, taking in the large house by the pool. “Awesome place, dude.”
“Yeah it’s not bad; I have it to myself for 3 more days - double pay for house sitting.” The boy bragged, gulping down his own drink whilst guiding the blonde around the pool. “Come on, man, get that shirt off. I want to see if you can beat my dives.”
Sam found it a little odd that Puck want to compare diving skills, then he noticed as Mike jumped in behind them that it was merely a ‘who can make the biggest splash’ contest and then it all made sense. He pulled the shirt over his head, slipped off the sandals, and finished his drink before noticing how Puck was looking at him. “What?”
“Dude, what happened? Your abs are like gone.” Puck joked, giving a light punch to the boy’s stomach. Sam flinching at the touch. “Oh shit, does it still hurt? I’m sorry, dude!” The panic clear on his face.
With a laugh, Sam pushed Puck backwards into the pool causing the water to rise around him before jumping in himself allowing his body to sink completely into the water. It felt nice to be so carefree, to joke and drink with his friends without having to worry about slipping up and kissing Finn - they probably expected them to kiss and do couple things. After all the worrying about people finding out, Sam was glad the glee club knew and accepted it because it made everything easier - he could really be himself around them, they could really get to know him.
“Hey Trouty!” Sam heard Santana as his head lifted from the water. “I know your lips belong in the water and stuff, but calm down with the splashing I’m trying to get my tan on over here!” Sam nodded. “And it’s nice to see you, Sam.”
Giving her a quick smile before body was yanked backwards by Puck’s strong hands, causing massive amounts of water to splash around them. Sam used his hands to push Puck’s head beneath the water, feeling hands pulling him down also. They continued to play fight underwater, Puck prevailing and rising above the water with a triumphant smirk on his shiny, wet face. Sam rose not long after, pushing his wet hair slick back and then giving the boy a quick shrug before swimming to the edge of the pool to get out where he met Finn’s feet.
The taller boy sat down on the edge of the pool, allowing his legs to dangle into the water. “Don’t get out, I’m coming in.”
Sam grabbed hold of Finn’s hand, using his feet the push against the side of the wall, and pulled the boy in and creating a splash around them. Somehow their lips managed to find each other, and before Sam knew it he was pressed against the side of the pool with Finn’s hands resting on his ass. He suddenly forgot they were at a party with 11 other people and pressed back against the boy, pushing his tongue into Finn’s mouth. As soon as he felt a hand travel down the back of his shorts, Sam realized this couldn’t go on - not in public anyway. “Steady, Finn, we’re at a party remember.”
“You’re the one that said we could ride each other on the couch, I just changed the setting.” Finn spoke, nipping at Sam’s neck. “We could go inside?”
“We came here to have fun with out friends, not that I don’t want you to ride me but later okay? All. Night. Long.” Sam laughed, giving Finn a quick kiss before pulling himself out of the pool and grabbing a towel, waiting for Finn to join him.
Still in the pool, Finn was looking up at Sam but he didn’t make any move to get out. “I’ll be a minute, I ur…” The boy nodded downwards.
Sam understood, he could feel Finn’s boner in the pool, but he couldn’t stop himself from laughing. It seemed a lot funnier than it actually was, he was slightly tempted to mention the mailman Finn had told him about, but Sam figured everyone else would know what that meant. Instead, Sam took the moment to observe the party. Everyone seemed to enjoying themselves, no one seemed grossed out by the two dudes grinding in the pool, no one seemed to even notice. Rachel and Quinn were talking; Santana and Brittany managed to get hold of shots, Puck and Mike were trying to convince Kurt to actually get in the pool and Artie was with Tina. It was weird for Sam to seem feel so at ease considering everything.
After drying himself off he joined Santana and Brittany, taking a few shots before feeling the kick of the alcohol surging through him. Sam wasn’t afraid of getting too drunk this time, he had Finn now and there wouldn’t be any problems because they were both out so if they ended up grinding again it would be completely fine. He stayed with the girls a little longer, being forced to explain what sex between two guys is like even though both girls seemed a little put off by the idea.
By the time Sam had escaped, people were already inside and changed into normal clothes for the actual party - Finn included who also tossed Sam’s clothes at him then dragged him into an empty room presumable so he could get changed but instead he was thrown against the bed.
“Dude?!”
“Shut up and kiss me.” Finn lay on top of the barely clothed boy, pressing their lips together and grinding their crotches together.
Sam didn’t stand a chance, so instead of fighting it he reciprocated by feeling his way down to Finn’s ass to pull them even closer if possible. He needed this to be as short as possible so they could get back to the party unnoticed, normally Sam would finger him because that sent Finn right off the edge in no time but he didn’t want to risk it. Instead he rolled on top of Finn, straddling his hips and rocking against the obvious erection in the boy’s jeans. Pulling his trunks down enough to allow his cock to flop out, Sam began to jerk himself as he pressed his ass against Finn’s crotch and getting a moan from the boy every time.
“Come on, Finn. Isn’t this what you wanted?” He was close himself, but Sam could tell Finn was getting there by the look on his face and the constant lip biting.
Finn grabbed at Sam’s shoulders, rolling them over so he was settled between his legs, and continued to rub against him whilst replacing Sam’s hand with his own - pumping the boy in rhythm with his own thrusts. He could feel the orgasm building, getting closer as he pressed himself against Sam, slumping against the boy as he blew his load in his jeans with a moan - something he thought he had moved past.
Sam led back for a second, letting Finn sink down his body and take the still hard member into his mouth. He wasn’t going to last long at all. He gripped at Finn’s messy hair, thrusting into the boys mouth a few times before shooting into Finn’s mouth - groaning as he felt the boy continue to suck, clearly trying to collect all the cum from getting onto the sheets. As soon as Finn’s mouth reconnected with his, Sam could taste himself, he could feel his own cum slipping into his mouth and it turned him on more than he thought his own cum ever would.
“We should get back.” Sam spoke, pushing Finn off of him and pulling off the trunks before searching for the clothes he was supposed to be changing into. “We can continue this on the couch.” He took notice of Finn’s eager smile as he slipping on the boxers and jeans, fumbling with the shirt.
“Good, I don’t think I can stop.” Finn stepped up to him, fixing a couple of buttons on the shirt before fixing the blonde bangs.
As soon as the bedroom door swung open, both boys jumped. “Are you coming?” Puck’s popped into the room drink in hand. “Oh. I see you already came.” Puck laughed, leaving the door open as he exited.
Sam groaned in embarrassment as he pulled Finn out of the room, both boys greeted with a drink from Quinn which he took with a smile. Again he noticed that people clearly knew what they were doing, and yet no one even cared.
“Hey Sam!” Puck pulled him aside. “If you and Finn want to you know do whatever you guys do, there’s a spare room upstairs.” The boy handed Sam a key with a smile. “This one locks.”
“God, you’re like my pimp or something.” Sam laughed, taking the key and putting it in his pocket knowing he would want to soon enough if not right away. “Thanks, dude.”
“No problem, just don’t get cum everywhere if you cam help it.”
“We won’t, I swear.” Sam left Puck, picking up a bottle of tequila on his way, grabbing Finn without hesitating and dragging the confused boy clumsily up the stairs. It didn’t take Sam long to find the right room, pulling Finn along and pushing him onto the bed as he went to lock the door.
Sam took a gulp of the alcohol, keeping it in his mouth and straddled Finn and kiss him allowing the tequila to run into his mouth slightly. It burnt his throat but it felt good afterwards. Sam continued to kiss Finn, unbuttoning both their shirts quickly and moving onto Finn’s jeans.
Once they were both naked, Sam allowed Finn to roll them over. Finn poured a tiny amount of the tequila onto Sam’s abs, quickly sucking at the now wet skin causing Sam to moan and arch his back into Finn’s lips. Then the blonde remember he was supposed to be in control, and quickly rolled them back over.
“Did you bring lube?” Sam panted, biting into Finn’s neck to leave a mark.
“In my back pocket.” The boy below him moaned, running his large hands up Sam’s abs.
Sam didn’t waste time playing with Finn because he wanted it just as bad, he needed to be inside Finn. Grabbing the lube, Sam spread the boy’s legs a little further for easier access and pressed a single finger into him and letting him get used to it before quickly adding another. He knew Finn could take it; they had done this enough times. Sam watched Finn as he moaned down to him, pushing in and out with the two fingers, the boy’s hands clenching at the sheets. It took everything he had not to just ram straight into Finn, he wanted it that bad. Adding another finger, Sam applied a generous amount of lube to his leaking dick and slicking himself up, giving Finn a minute or two before pulling out.
The blonde rested between Finn’s open legs, lining up his cock with the boys hole but not pressing in. “You need to relax okay?” Sam whispered, kissing Finn lightly as a distraction. Sam pushed lightly, feeling his head pushing at Finn’s entrance and slowly slipping inside of him and then he stopped to allow Finn to get used to it. Even with just the head inside Finn, Sam was starting to feel overwhelmed at the feeling. “Is this okay?” He asked, watching Finn’s face scrunch up as he pressed a little more in.
“Yeah, just keep going.”
Sam did, pushing further and further until he was balls deep inside Finn who made a slight whine at the deep penetration. The blonde waited a moment before pulling out, allowing Finn to take everything in but when the boys hips began to move against his dick, Sam started to pull out slowly before pushing back in - Finn’s moans overpowering the thumping of the music. Sam knew neither of them was going to last long, the tightness of Finn was almost too much as Sam continued to thrust into him.
He felt Finn’s arms snake around his neck and pull them closer, kissing him as Sam wrapped a hand around Finn and began to pump in time with his hips. And as Finn moaned into his mouth, Sam felt the wetness on his stomach but he felt everything - he felt as Finn’s body tensed around him through the orgasm and Sam came on the spot, filling Finn with his cum and collapsing on top of the boy, his lips lazily kissed at Finn’s jaw, watching the boy come down from the experience.
“Sam,” Finn breathed, a hand travelling up Sam’s back. “That was amazing.”
“I told you it was.”
Both boys were unbelievably tired, after all the drinking and then all the sex they were just about ready to fall asleep. Sam continued to play with Finn’s skin, nipping his shoulder as they lay beside each other. Finn dozed off first, leaving Sam to get him under the duvet before lying against him and falling asleep himself.
Part: 19/?
Author: chordykins
Spoilers: entire of season two
Summary: Sam and Finn attend Puck's pool party.
Pairing: Finn/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2,411
After oversleeping by two hours, and rushing around the house to get ready, Sam and Finn finally arrived at the party. Sam had psyched himself up for the party, actually deciding to drink alcohol instead of being the only sober person at the party. Puck had promised them all a place to sleep so getting home wouldn’t be an issue, though one of his conditions included ‘no banging in the beds’ which, although odd coming from Puck, left them everywhere else to have sex. Not that they would with everyone there, Finn was self conscious with just the two of them and lord knows they don’t know how to be quiet - or at least Mrs. Hudson does after giving Finn a stern talking to about the previous nights activities.
Once they got to the pool, Finn was dragged away by an already tipsy Rachel who mumbled on about a duet at Regionals, leaving Sam to the dripping wet Puck who approached him with a nod whilst handing him a drink.
“Nice to see you could finally make it.” Puck laughed, towelling himself off.
Sam took the drink, sniffing it to check what is was - just coke, and took a gulp before answering. “Yeah sorry, we kind of overslept.” He took another sip as he glanced over the whole area to see everyone, taking in the large house by the pool. “Awesome place, dude.”
“Yeah it’s not bad; I have it to myself for 3 more days - double pay for house sitting.” The boy bragged, gulping down his own drink whilst guiding the blonde around the pool. “Come on, man, get that shirt off. I want to see if you can beat my dives.”
Sam found it a little odd that Puck want to compare diving skills, then he noticed as Mike jumped in behind them that it was merely a ‘who can make the biggest splash’ contest and then it all made sense. He pulled the shirt over his head, slipped off the sandals, and finished his drink before noticing how Puck was looking at him. “What?”
“Dude, what happened? Your abs are like gone.” Puck joked, giving a light punch to the boy’s stomach. Sam flinching at the touch. “Oh shit, does it still hurt? I’m sorry, dude!” The panic clear on his face.
With a laugh, Sam pushed Puck backwards into the pool causing the water to rise around him before jumping in himself allowing his body to sink completely into the water. It felt nice to be so carefree, to joke and drink with his friends without having to worry about slipping up and kissing Finn - they probably expected them to kiss and do couple things. After all the worrying about people finding out, Sam was glad the glee club knew and accepted it because it made everything easier - he could really be himself around them, they could really get to know him.
“Hey Trouty!” Sam heard Santana as his head lifted from the water. “I know your lips belong in the water and stuff, but calm down with the splashing I’m trying to get my tan on over here!” Sam nodded. “And it’s nice to see you, Sam.”
Giving her a quick smile before body was yanked backwards by Puck’s strong hands, causing massive amounts of water to splash around them. Sam used his hands to push Puck’s head beneath the water, feeling hands pulling him down also. They continued to play fight underwater, Puck prevailing and rising above the water with a triumphant smirk on his shiny, wet face. Sam rose not long after, pushing his wet hair slick back and then giving the boy a quick shrug before swimming to the edge of the pool to get out where he met Finn’s feet.
The taller boy sat down on the edge of the pool, allowing his legs to dangle into the water. “Don’t get out, I’m coming in.”
Sam grabbed hold of Finn’s hand, using his feet the push against the side of the wall, and pulled the boy in and creating a splash around them. Somehow their lips managed to find each other, and before Sam knew it he was pressed against the side of the pool with Finn’s hands resting on his ass. He suddenly forgot they were at a party with 11 other people and pressed back against the boy, pushing his tongue into Finn’s mouth. As soon as he felt a hand travel down the back of his shorts, Sam realized this couldn’t go on - not in public anyway. “Steady, Finn, we’re at a party remember.”
“You’re the one that said we could ride each other on the couch, I just changed the setting.” Finn spoke, nipping at Sam’s neck. “We could go inside?”
“We came here to have fun with out friends, not that I don’t want you to ride me but later okay? All. Night. Long.” Sam laughed, giving Finn a quick kiss before pulling himself out of the pool and grabbing a towel, waiting for Finn to join him.
Still in the pool, Finn was looking up at Sam but he didn’t make any move to get out. “I’ll be a minute, I ur…” The boy nodded downwards.
Sam understood, he could feel Finn’s boner in the pool, but he couldn’t stop himself from laughing. It seemed a lot funnier than it actually was, he was slightly tempted to mention the mailman Finn had told him about, but Sam figured everyone else would know what that meant. Instead, Sam took the moment to observe the party. Everyone seemed to enjoying themselves, no one seemed grossed out by the two dudes grinding in the pool, no one seemed to even notice. Rachel and Quinn were talking; Santana and Brittany managed to get hold of shots, Puck and Mike were trying to convince Kurt to actually get in the pool and Artie was with Tina. It was weird for Sam to seem feel so at ease considering everything.
After drying himself off he joined Santana and Brittany, taking a few shots before feeling the kick of the alcohol surging through him. Sam wasn’t afraid of getting too drunk this time, he had Finn now and there wouldn’t be any problems because they were both out so if they ended up grinding again it would be completely fine. He stayed with the girls a little longer, being forced to explain what sex between two guys is like even though both girls seemed a little put off by the idea.
By the time Sam had escaped, people were already inside and changed into normal clothes for the actual party - Finn included who also tossed Sam’s clothes at him then dragged him into an empty room presumable so he could get changed but instead he was thrown against the bed.
“Dude?!”
“Shut up and kiss me.” Finn lay on top of the barely clothed boy, pressing their lips together and grinding their crotches together.
Sam didn’t stand a chance, so instead of fighting it he reciprocated by feeling his way down to Finn’s ass to pull them even closer if possible. He needed this to be as short as possible so they could get back to the party unnoticed, normally Sam would finger him because that sent Finn right off the edge in no time but he didn’t want to risk it. Instead he rolled on top of Finn, straddling his hips and rocking against the obvious erection in the boy’s jeans. Pulling his trunks down enough to allow his cock to flop out, Sam began to jerk himself as he pressed his ass against Finn’s crotch and getting a moan from the boy every time.
“Come on, Finn. Isn’t this what you wanted?” He was close himself, but Sam could tell Finn was getting there by the look on his face and the constant lip biting.
Finn grabbed at Sam’s shoulders, rolling them over so he was settled between his legs, and continued to rub against him whilst replacing Sam’s hand with his own - pumping the boy in rhythm with his own thrusts. He could feel the orgasm building, getting closer as he pressed himself against Sam, slumping against the boy as he blew his load in his jeans with a moan - something he thought he had moved past.
Sam led back for a second, letting Finn sink down his body and take the still hard member into his mouth. He wasn’t going to last long at all. He gripped at Finn’s messy hair, thrusting into the boys mouth a few times before shooting into Finn’s mouth - groaning as he felt the boy continue to suck, clearly trying to collect all the cum from getting onto the sheets. As soon as Finn’s mouth reconnected with his, Sam could taste himself, he could feel his own cum slipping into his mouth and it turned him on more than he thought his own cum ever would.
“We should get back.” Sam spoke, pushing Finn off of him and pulling off the trunks before searching for the clothes he was supposed to be changing into. “We can continue this on the couch.” He took notice of Finn’s eager smile as he slipping on the boxers and jeans, fumbling with the shirt.
“Good, I don’t think I can stop.” Finn stepped up to him, fixing a couple of buttons on the shirt before fixing the blonde bangs.
As soon as the bedroom door swung open, both boys jumped. “Are you coming?” Puck’s popped into the room drink in hand. “Oh. I see you already came.” Puck laughed, leaving the door open as he exited.
Sam groaned in embarrassment as he pulled Finn out of the room, both boys greeted with a drink from Quinn which he took with a smile. Again he noticed that people clearly knew what they were doing, and yet no one even cared.
“Hey Sam!” Puck pulled him aside. “If you and Finn want to you know do whatever you guys do, there’s a spare room upstairs.” The boy handed Sam a key with a smile. “This one locks.”
“God, you’re like my pimp or something.” Sam laughed, taking the key and putting it in his pocket knowing he would want to soon enough if not right away. “Thanks, dude.”
“No problem, just don’t get cum everywhere if you cam help it.”
“We won’t, I swear.” Sam left Puck, picking up a bottle of tequila on his way, grabbing Finn without hesitating and dragging the confused boy clumsily up the stairs. It didn’t take Sam long to find the right room, pulling Finn along and pushing him onto the bed as he went to lock the door.
Sam took a gulp of the alcohol, keeping it in his mouth and straddled Finn and kiss him allowing the tequila to run into his mouth slightly. It burnt his throat but it felt good afterwards. Sam continued to kiss Finn, unbuttoning both their shirts quickly and moving onto Finn’s jeans.
Once they were both naked, Sam allowed Finn to roll them over. Finn poured a tiny amount of the tequila onto Sam’s abs, quickly sucking at the now wet skin causing Sam to moan and arch his back into Finn’s lips. Then the blonde remember he was supposed to be in control, and quickly rolled them back over.
“Did you bring lube?” Sam panted, biting into Finn’s neck to leave a mark.
“In my back pocket.” The boy below him moaned, running his large hands up Sam’s abs.
Sam didn’t waste time playing with Finn because he wanted it just as bad, he needed to be inside Finn. Grabbing the lube, Sam spread the boy’s legs a little further for easier access and pressed a single finger into him and letting him get used to it before quickly adding another. He knew Finn could take it; they had done this enough times. Sam watched Finn as he moaned down to him, pushing in and out with the two fingers, the boy’s hands clenching at the sheets. It took everything he had not to just ram straight into Finn, he wanted it that bad. Adding another finger, Sam applied a generous amount of lube to his leaking dick and slicking himself up, giving Finn a minute or two before pulling out.
The blonde rested between Finn’s open legs, lining up his cock with the boys hole but not pressing in. “You need to relax okay?” Sam whispered, kissing Finn lightly as a distraction. Sam pushed lightly, feeling his head pushing at Finn’s entrance and slowly slipping inside of him and then he stopped to allow Finn to get used to it. Even with just the head inside Finn, Sam was starting to feel overwhelmed at the feeling. “Is this okay?” He asked, watching Finn’s face scrunch up as he pressed a little more in.
“Yeah, just keep going.”
Sam did, pushing further and further until he was balls deep inside Finn who made a slight whine at the deep penetration. The blonde waited a moment before pulling out, allowing Finn to take everything in but when the boys hips began to move against his dick, Sam started to pull out slowly before pushing back in - Finn’s moans overpowering the thumping of the music. Sam knew neither of them was going to last long, the tightness of Finn was almost too much as Sam continued to thrust into him.
He felt Finn’s arms snake around his neck and pull them closer, kissing him as Sam wrapped a hand around Finn and began to pump in time with his hips. And as Finn moaned into his mouth, Sam felt the wetness on his stomach but he felt everything - he felt as Finn’s body tensed around him through the orgasm and Sam came on the spot, filling Finn with his cum and collapsing on top of the boy, his lips lazily kissed at Finn’s jaw, watching the boy come down from the experience.
“Sam,” Finn breathed, a hand travelling up Sam’s back. “That was amazing.”
“I told you it was.”
Both boys were unbelievably tired, after all the drinking and then all the sex they were just about ready to fall asleep. Sam continued to play with Finn’s skin, nipping his shoulder as they lay beside each other. Finn dozed off first, leaving Sam to get him under the duvet before lying against him and falling asleep himself.